I haven’t been posting much lately because my computer appears to be on it’s last legs and doing even the simplest of tasks generally requires four restarts. Today I finally managed to clean up and sort out some of my photo files and to transfer these pics on to my iPhone (courtesy of which I’m posting this). It is a bit cheesy to post New York sunset pictures but the sunsets and sunrises are pretty spectacular here and I can’t get enough. Lately I’ve been flooding my Instagram feed with dozens of photos taken on morning runs or on the way to work – it’s amazing how that sight can just keep you in a good mood all day.
Anyways, these were taken from Brooklyn heights a few weeks ago when my mom was still here. I spent most of the time cursing my stupid tripod and trying to stop my hands from freezing. Also I only had a 50mm and a wide angle so I wasn’t very well prepared for this session but I was fairly pleased how well the ones of the setting sun came out with the 50 sans tripod. Also, while the Brooklyn heights promenade is a great spot to watch the sunset from I wouldn’t call it the best for taking photos for two reasons: 1. Unless you own a heavy duty tripod, the promenade shakes every time a truck drives under it – not great for long exposure shots. 2. There are some annoying and ugly buildings/construction elements in the foreground that you need to work around/crop out later.
As much as I always complain about my tripod it is very light and I can carry it all day with only moderate back/arm ache. I really want a new and better tripod but I have a feeling I won’t get much use out of it living in NYC where I don’t have a car, or when I travel. If anyone has any recommendations for solid but lightweight tripods they will be most welcome.
I know this is really corny and I am going to sound like a sad version of a cheesy South African beer advertisement but I really miss the sky from home. I realise there are plenty of places in the US that have amazing sky but New York just hasn’t proven to be one of them so far. Perhaps I will change my mind over time but lately a lot of my friends have been posting photos on Instagram of the Johannesburg sky before or after the spring storms and I really miss this impressive ceiling over the city.
What New York does have is some pretty awesome rooftop views. Enjoy.
These photos were all taken without a tripod so half close your eyes when you look at them please
These photos were taken during a walk over Brooklyn Bridge and in the DUMBO area yesterday. It was just an outing with friends but the locks on the bridge and the sticker saying “the best place to be in love” made me think of how this could have been the perfect setting for a romantic scene in a movie or a novel. And then I found this poem by Emily Dickinson and it seemed like the perfect mix.
The pretty Rain from those sweet Eaves by Emily Dickinson
The pretty Rain from those sweet Eaves
Her unintending Eyes —
Took her own Heart, including ours,
By innocent Surprise —
The wrestle in her simple Throat
To hold the feeling down
That vanquished her — defeated Feat —
Was Fervor’s sudden Crown —
Yesterday I went with some friends to Coney Island and what a wonderful day it was. At age 26 I rode my first ever rollercoaster (an 85 year-old relic from the past named the Cyclone) and challenged my fear of heights. It is also a photographer’s dream out there. Definitely recommend a day trip for anyone coming to New York when the weather is still good. It is amazing to think about all the memories that other people have made there for decades before you – all the people who were terrified riding the Cyclone, or the couples who walked hand-in-hand on the boardwalk….
Coney Island – Death Cab for Cutie
Sitting on a carousel ride without any music or light.
Everything was closed at coney island, and i could not help from smiling.
I can hear the atlantic echo back roller coaster screams from summers past.
And everything was closed at coney island, and i could not help from smiling.
Brooklyn will fill in the beach eventually and everyone will go except me.
It has been a couple of days since I’ve posted but that’s because I have started work and have been busy trying to make my little apartment look decent. This morning I spent a good hour on my hands and knees scrubbing every inch of the bathroom. Turns out the people who lived here before me were disgusting unhygenic pigs who never cleaned. Last night I also found out there is a mouse in my apartment – on one hand I am relieved it wasn’t a giant roach that was making the noise but I am also not prepared to share my little quarters with a rodent.
But that aside I wanted to share these pics of an old man from the Brooklyn West Indies festival which took place last week. During the time that we stood watching the parade he was by far the most interesting (apparently we left before the really good stuff). I am not sure he was actually a formal part of the parade, but from what I eavesdropped from the Brooklyn locals standing next to us, this is not the first time he has been part of it.
He struck me as something out of Waiting for Godot. This strange man, beared dyed green, dressed up in women’s clothes, with his parrot and dog in a pram. The dog looked so sad and tired.
Every day when I walk the streets here I see people whose stories I wish I knew.
From the top:
1. Brooklyn Bridge
2. Second-hand bicycle stand at the Brooklyn Flea market
3. Building/public art as seen from the Highline Park
4. Homage to a dog – DUMBO, Brooklyn.
5. Amusing window decal as seen from the Highline Park
6. Building/public art as seen from the Highline Park
7. Welcome to Brooklyn – How sweet is it sign; near the Brooklyn Bridge
8. ‘Americano’ neon sign as seen from the Highline Park
9. Public art as seen from the Highline Park.